Sacrifice. [Harry Styles]

Chapter Twenty Three.

this chapter is dedicated to @maritajohanne bc i love her so much and her comments are life <3 (comment if u want a dedication)

Songs for this chapter:

Closer - The Chainsmokers Ft. Halsey (this song is just kjbfvjhvd)

Jar of hearts - Chrisina Perri (old but gold)

Treat you better - Shawn Mendes (i dont want to even start with this on bc i wont be able to shut up)

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Faela's POV:

"What party?," I asked hoping that this would be a joke, I'm totally not in the mood to go anywhere after my dear beloved boss just confessed that has no interest in me.

"A friend of mine is having a party at his house, it's like one of those high school's parties minus the crazy hormonal teens part. And he invited me and Harry, and thought you'd love to join us," said Addy trying to sound nice. She just third wheeled me, am I supposed to be happy with her invitation?

Harry remained silence. As I looked his direction he seemed so lost in thought that he didn't pay attention to what Adelaide was saying to him.

"Harry we're going in your car right?," no answer, "Harry? Earth to Harry," her words finally woke him up and he looked at her nodding like he was listening to what she said. She seemed to buy it though. So they're childhood best friends? I seem to know him better than her. But you don't, my subconscious reminded me.

"I don't think I can come," there's no way I can go.

"Why not?," Harry instantly asked. Now he's showing interest in me going or not? Is he joking?

I remained silent for some moments then said," I'm tired and tomorrow is a big day so I need to take a rest," I sated making excuses. I'm emotionally devastated right now. I'm hardly holding the tears from falling.

"You should come," he plainly said.

"Come on Fae, it would be a great time, I promise. The big meeting is tomorrow at seven , still so much fun for tomorrow. You can't lock yourself until then right? You're in Seattle have some fun!," she cheerfully said. Why is she suddenly so nice? Am I dreaming? I bet she's planning on murdering me there or something.

A little bit fun won't be bad right? I already need a distraction. Staying in that hotel room will only make overthink everything.

"Okay," I quietly said and she shot me a smile. Not a "I'm so happy you're coming" smile but more like "you'll regret it bitch" kind of smile.

I can see a small smile playing on Harry's lips and I wonder what the hell is he thinking.

I excused myself to go to my room and have a nap before the party. Entering the room, I headed straight to the bathroom to wash my face. I splashed some water on my face and wished that it can magically take the sadness down the sink with it, but it never happened.

I changed into some sweatpants and a plain purple t-shirt and collapsed on the bed.

After numerous attempts of having a nap, I couldn't. I tossed and tossed trying to sleep but it didn't happen. My body is tired just like my mind, but my mind is still looking for answers, and for infinite relaxation.

Without even realizing it, I found myself dialing her number.

"Hello," her soft voice spoke through the mouthpiece.